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

Lucifer appeared in front of Matthew and blocked Matthew's way.

He looked at Mother Teresa in Matthew's arms with great interest: "She is already dead, there is no point in sending her to the hospital."

"She still has signs of life, she is not completely dead, I hope she can live."

Matthew looked at Lucifer earnestly.

He knows that Lucifer has the ability to reverse the life and death of anyone, as long as Lucifer wants to, the world will be changed at any time.

"I don't want to save her. Her existence is meaningless, but her death is interesting."

While speaking, Lucifer raised his hand and touched Teresa, and the old woman's body turned into dust and dispersed in the night sky of Gotham.

"The matter is settled, and you should go back to sleep."

"but--"

Matthew felt bad.

He understood Lucifer's indifference, but he couldn't accept such indifference, not to mention Teresa's body temperature still remained on the surface of his skin.

"me……"

He hesitated and stuttered notes, hoping that Lucifer could understand his pain and helplessness at the moment.

Lucifer patted him on the shoulder and said, "You've done a good job, better than the expectations I set for you."

"Expected performance..."

Matthew looked up and looked at Lucifer in horror and helplessness: "These things are... are..."

"Since I am omniscient and omnipotent, I can naturally know the beginning and end of everything."

Speaking of this, Lucifer took the initiative to pause: "But your performance on this matter is beyond my omniscience, and I am proud of you."

"I don't think there is anything to be proud of in this kind of thing! Teresa is just a speck of dust in this world to you, but to me, she is... yes... back then, without her opening the church door and picking up the quilt Abandoned me, maybe I have...already..."

"Without her, other nuns would open the door and pick you up. This is bound to happen."

"Even if something is bound to happen, she has become the executor of the matter, she is the participant of the whole matter, she is... is... my benefactor, she..."

"She has already received enough rewards from fate, because of the action of hugging you."

Lucifer comforted Matthew tenderly: "You don't have to feel any guilt for what happened just now."

"But……"

"You are not human, so there is no need to use human morality to regulate your words and deeds."

"But virtue—"

"What is virtue? Virtue is a law created by organisms to allow the genes of the group to be better passed on. It is an elastic existence that changes with changes in the environment.

If you like human virtue, I can create for you a human world that perfectly fits your definition of virtue.But you can't give up yourself and integrate into human morality just because you like human virtue. "

"me……"

Matthew thought for a long time, finally got up the courage, and told Lucifer solemnly and helplessly: "Everything you said is correct, but I am not yet capable of meeting your requirements. I like human beings, and I can't forget them. life, I want to continue to abide by human morality."

"Okay, I'll satisfy you."

Lucifer turned his head and kissed Matthew's forehead: "When are you going to deal with the matter of Mephisto, Wanda and Doom?"

"After the Gotham matter is dealt with, I will immediately go to hell to find Mephisto, and ask him to return Wanda's twin sons and Dum's mother back to the world."

"What if Mephisto doesn't want to?"

"I'll hit him until he wants."

"very good……"

Lucifer smiled with satisfaction.

The toughness shown by Matthew in this matter made him very happy.

At the same time, Constantine took care of the clown and the clown gang, and stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows of the hotel room under the Wayne Group, looking at the two angels under the night sky.

Zatana sat on the sofa with a melancholy and pitiful expression: "John..."

"what's up?"

"What are you planning?"

"Why are you asking this question all of a sudden?"

"because……"

Zatanna showed a wry smile: "You have been following Matthew secretly. In order to calculate Matthew, you did not hesitate to deceive him. Now that Matthew has finally fallen into the emotional trap you carefully crafted, why is there no joy in your eyes?"

"Because I found out that the success I had achieved was totally unworthy of joy."

Constantine turned his head and said to Zatanna: "The essence of Matthew is pure darkness. There is no justice or evil. It is the initial chaos and darkness of the birth of all things."

"Is chaos and darkness a dangerous existence that may lead to the destruction of the universe?"

"There are infinite possibilities in the chaos and darkness, which can lead to the destruction of the universe and the birth of a new universe. It is a collection of infinite possibilities, but it is unique."

Having said that, Constantine paused and said, "Compared to where Matthew will go next, I am more curious why the clown got involved in this matter on his own initiative. With his intelligence and crazy vision, it is impossible not to notice Matthew Xiu's nature, it is impossible not to know that everything related to Matthew is destined to go to chaos and eternity, what does he want to get by taking the initiative to intervene in this matter?"

"Maybe he's just bored and wants the end of eternity."

Zatanna stood up and walked to Constantine: "The clown is a lunatic, but he is also the smartest and most tasteful lunatic we have ever seen. He must have seen something we didn't see, so he is crazy about destruction, And Matthew... I suspect the Joker sees in Matthew the destruction he most desires..."

"The way of destruction he desires most?"

"The way of destruction with infinite possibilities."

"is it?"

Constantine laughed at himself, and planned to visit the clown at the Arkham Asylum after dawn.

……

The east is pale, and Gotham, which is always raining, is ushering in a false dawn again.

Constantine came to Arkham Mental Hospital and explained to the dean.

The Dean rejects Constantine because Batman is talking to the Joker.

"I can interview the Joker with Batman."

Constantine, eager to see the clown, took the initiative to retreat.

The dean said: "Mr. Batman doesn't want a third person to appear in his meeting with the Joker."

"Even if that person is me?"

"Especially Mr. John Constantine—"

The dean finished the second half of the sentence slowly.

Constantine's face suddenly turned ugly like a cigarette butt soaked in the sewer for a month: "Batman... you... this..."

……

In the secret meeting room, Batman and the Joker have been sitting in silence for nearly an hour, staring at each other and sitting opposite each other.

For some reason, the clown, who was as silent as a stone sculpture, suddenly tilted his head and shouted, "Batman, do you want to stare at me forever?"

"You like it, I don't mind."

"But I don't like it very much now!"

The clown hammered the table hard, and the handcuffs that connected his hands to the legs of the table were ripped apart, but the clown didn't seem to feel the pain, and just repeatedly emphasized loudly: "Batman! You must make a change! If this goes on, we're all going to die!"

"Fuck? Why? What are you hiding from me?"

Batman looked at the Joker calmly.

For so many years, he has been dealing with clowns, and he is second only to clowns in the world who understand clowns.

When the clown saw Batman asking himself suddenly, a sly look flashed across the corner of his eyes, and he tried his best to make a gentle and leisurely posture with his chin in his hands, and said to Batman: "I am the clown, and I have always lied. It is my nature to lie to you. And You're delusional now trying to get information out of a liar's mouth! Batman, are you crazy or corrupt? Or, are you finally ready to cross that line and fly with me?"

"I'll never cross that line, ever."

Batman said in a dull but extremely resolute tone.

"No matter what happens, you're not going to cross that line we all know?"

"No matter what happens."

Batman repeated quietly.

When the little scandal was heard, his eyebrows and eyes were twisted, and his facial features flew around!

With an exaggerated expression and an exaggerated tone, he told Batman ostentatiously: "For the sake of your determination, let me tell you a secret, a secret about the origin of the world that only a crazy person would have the opportunity to peep— —

Matthew's presence is the biggest challenge to that line we all know!He is the evil of all things, the darkness, the madness, the beginning and the end of all things! "

"You're crazy..."

"No, I'm sober, I'm more sober than I've ever been."

The clown told Batman with a smirk: "I clearly know the existence of the gods, hear their whispers, and occasionally join their banquets. They don't reject my appearance, because they know that I am a madman, a A sober maniac who has fallen into the mud.

They would laugh at the folly of man in my face, and eat the human sacrifices that offered themselves to the gods like lambs.It was such a beautiful moment, I miss those days, beautiful, full of holy moments! "

"I need to send the doctor over to give you a psychiatric evaluation."

Batman stood up with his hands on the table, ready to leave.

But the clown stopped him and said loudly: "Why did you leave! Are you scared by my words? Or did my words make you realize the original evil of human beings that has always been hidden in your heart!

evil!evil!The origin of human beings is evil rather than goodness. Evil is the key to the transformation of human beings from animals to masters of the earth.

However, even if human beings become the masters of the earth and control the fate of all things at will, they are still the playthings of life and death controlled by higher-level power at will!Human beings are a ridiculous race, and I am a rare member who is soberly aware of this ridiculousness.As for you—"

The clown grinned and said: "You are aware of the ridiculousness of human beings, but you try to use the so-called noble virtues to change this ridiculousness. You are a lunatic! A more ridiculous and pitiful lunatic than me! The most ridiculous thing is that you have long been a lunatic. Madman, yet standing in front of another madman trying to express meaningless sympathy!"

"My sympathy for you is not meaningless hypocrisy. I just feel that even a heinous bastard like you should get a fair trial by the law, instead of being lynched by someone to vent his anger."

"Is someone here talking about you, Batman?"

The clown laughed even more contorted.

He pressed his body almost completely against the table so that his face could be close to Batman: "I understand your anger, and your almost psychotic insistence on the law, but you can't understand me, or rather, you dare not Really understand me, walk into my soul, and touch my truth.

I'm not crazy, I'm even more sane than you, I just see the truth of the hidden world.We are all puppets of the gods, and madness is my means to fight against the gods! "

"Maybe we really are the dolls of the gods, and madness may indeed be an effective means against the manipulation of the gods, but you shouldn't pull ordinary people into your revenge game, they are innocent, they should—"

"Stupid! Stupid!"

The clown interrupted Batman impatiently, his blood red eyes fixed on Batman's chin: "Would you have a little bit of respect for the NPCs in the game! Our world is a game of gods, and those you regard as the objects that must be protected The civilians here are all game NPCs!

They don't need your protection!I don't need your rescue either!The salvation and principles you have insisted on all these years are all malicious games of the gods!That's all!Stop being naive! "

"I don't think it's naive to stick to principles."

"Because after breaking the principle, will you become a demon that even you are afraid of?"

The clown shook his head crazily, with a strange blood red on his pale face: "Batman, I love you, I hope you are no longer bound by ridiculous rules of the game! But you refuse to accept my kindness! Turn yourself into a god-pleaser! Clown! How pathetic!"

"You can say what you want."

Batman stood up, unscrewed the iron door, and officially prepared to leave.

Seeing that Batman was about to leave, the clown trembled with anxiety, struggled with all his strength, and roared angrily: "Why don't you want to open your eyes! Why are you living in a false illusion! You and I know that everything in front of you is false ! Why are you unwilling to admit the reality! Why are you lying to yourself! Why—”

"Because I love this world."

With that, Batman walked out of the Joker's ward.

Twisted resentment rolled across the Joker's face: "Batman, you...why would you..."

Before the complaint was finished, the door opened again, and Constantine walked into the room with a cigarette in his mouth: "Hey, clown—"

"What are you doing here?"

The clown squinted at Constantine.

Constantine said: "You are a mental patient, and I am also a mental patient. I am here to communicate with you about your illness."

"There's nothing mentally wrong with me, I'm more lucid than anyone."

"Coincidentally, I also don't think I have any mental problems."

Constantine pulled out the chair and sat down on his own, smoking a cigarette, with a look of frivolity and helplessness in his eyes: "Did you quarrel with Batman just now?"

"You saw Batman when you came in?"

"Yes."

"What do you think Batman has to do with me?"

"They are all lunatics, one is trying to make himself like a normal person, and the other is desperately going deeper into depravity..." Constantine said, "Besides that, I also know——you love him."

"Yes, I love him, otherwise I wouldn't be so crazy."

The Joker very frankly admitted that his feelings for Batman are a love-hate relationship: "His every move makes me happy, very, very happy, but he still refuses to open his eyes even though he knows the truth of the world." The stubbornness of opening the eyes makes me obsessed even more, I love this kind of Batman to death."

"I'm not you, so I can't understand your happiness, but I can probably imagine your happiness."

Constantine deliberately followed the meaning of the clown, and then asked coldly, "Why are you targeting Matthew?"

"Why are you asking me this question?"

The clown asked Constantine back.

He was very vigilant, and even when he was coaxed by Constantine so that he was almost defenseless, he still refused to let go of his vigilance.

"Because Matthew is my son, the son in name, I have an obligation to understand him. At least, when others ask questions about him, I know how to answer them."

Constantine answered the Joker's questions with impeccable tact.

Little scandal said, laughing distortedly.

He said to Constantine meaningfully: "You really loved him, didn't you?"

"Who is he in your mouth?"

"Of course it's him!"

The clown's smile grew more benign.

Konstantin: "Well, I will stop asking such nonsense questions."

"You made a wise choice."

The clown turned around and sat on the steel chair welded together with the ground: "Why did you find me?"

"Why else? Of course it's for the information in your hands."

Constantine told the clown gently: "I saw Lucifer yesterday."

"What did you say!"

The clown showed a rare shock, a real shock, not a fake shock.

Constantine: "Lucifer, the real Lucifer, appeared in front of Matthew. Of course, I didn't hear a single word of their chat."

"If you can hear their chat content, then you have fallen into hell as you wished and been divided into countless pieces by the monarch-level demons who hate you."

The clown, who also has a certain understanding of the grievances and grievances between Constantine and the demons, complained harshly about Constantine.

Constantine was not angry at all, and asked while smoking a cigarette: "What the hell is Matthew?"

"What do you say?"

The clown turned his face to look at Constantine.

It's a cute move, but when it's done by a clown, it instantly goes from cute to creepy.

Constantine faintly heard the crazy drumbeat coming from the inside of the clown's body, forced a calm smile, and said: "I saw boundless darkness in Matthew, the purest darkness, he is the condensation of darkness ,Is it right?"

"Yes, he is darkness, a colorful and perfect darkness from the creation of the world. The first time I saw him, I fell in love with him and his darkness. The darkness is so beautiful that it is boundless. The obsessive and maddening darkness, so perfect and so terrible and so—”

"Why does darkness condense on him?"

Constantine interrupted the clown's lyricism, and asked sternly, "What secrets does his body hide?"

"You want to know?"

"Correct."

"I will not tell you."

"why?"

"Because you can't give me the price I want..." said the clown, "I like you and I hate you at the same time. Of course, if it was Batman who asked this question, I would give the answer immediately and do my best." s answer."

"So you don't answer my question because I don't satisfy your aesthetic needs?"

"Will I have a crush on a man who almost slept with Harley?"

The clown smiled grinningly, and his words were extremely mocking: "Although my favorite is Batman, it's not that I didn't like Harley at all. She is the most handy weapon among people I have used. She is smart, cunning, and evil. She is willing to fight for me. promise to do anything crazy. Of course, we've fallen out now."

"I want to correct one thing. Halle and I are pure comrades in arms. I'm not crazy, and I wouldn't want to sleep with her." Constantine defended innocently, "All the rumors about the relationship between Halle and me are Slander! How could I fall in love with her! Of course, she doesn't want to fall in love with me either! We—"

"That's not what I need to care about!"

The clown interrupted Constantine with an exaggerated and distorted expression: "I don't trust you! I don't want to continue chatting with you!"

"why?"

"Because you don't trust me either, do you?"

After speaking, the clown tapped the alarm bell vigorously, asking the guards to take Constantine away immediately.

Constantine: "..."

His intuition made him realize that the Joker's refusal had an unnatural twist.

perhaps--

"I can't leave now."

Facing the guards who asked him to leave, Constantine solemnly declared: "I will stay until you tell me the truth."

"I have no truth and I have nothing to tell you!"

The clown turned around and no longer saw Constantine's face: "Take him away immediately, otherwise!"

Hearing this, the guards were all on the verge of an enemy.

Experience has taught them that the clown's "no otherwise" is the sternest warning!

They don't want to be cut and killed by clowns like toys!

Or be tainted by the clown's gossip and gossip into a lunatic!

In fear, they rushed towards Constantine, intending to take him away from the clown's sight.

Constantine knew what the clown's words meant to Arkham's guards, seeing the guards rushing over in horror and trying to pull him away, he showed a smug smile instead.

He turned around and told the clown: "You can let them drive me away, but what I said will stay in your ears for a long time after I leave here, entangled with the horrible truths you have been trying to avoid all this time, and become your waving A never-ending nightmare."

"I am a lunatic, and a lunatic has no nightmares."

The clown smiled back at Constantine.

When Constantine heard this, he laughed, pushed away the guards, and walked out of the Arkham Mental Hospital.

Outside the iron gate of the mental hospital, he saw Matthew without any accident, and Lucifer standing behind Matthew.

Constantine hesitated.

He asked Matthew: "Should I turn around and leave now or say hello to you before leaving?"

"You should come over and say hello to us and drive us to a bar in downtown Gotham for a drink or two." Lucifer said with a smile.

Constantine was so shocked that goosebumps fell all over the floor.

He smiled wryly and bowed to Lucifer: "As you wish, Your Majesty."

"You don't have to be so polite, after all, you are the father of Matthew who was handpicked by the First Fallen."

While speaking, the scenery behind Lucifer has changed and turned into downtown Gotham.

Constantine, who was teleported, took a breath, and walked with them into the bar that was not yet open.