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

The mediocre Arkham Mental Hospital, the clown who was sent to the mental hospital by Batman once again stood in front of the brightly lit gate with a look of intoxication, watching with enjoyment and personally driving him back to the Arkham Mental Hospital Batman, gushed:

"B, you've always enjoyed it, haven't you? In Gotham City, no one can arouse your excitement more than me, and make the city realize the meaning of your existence.

You and I are the light and shadow twins of Gotham, without my activity, there would be no glory for you, but relatively, without your not killing, there would be no madness for me.

At the end of the day, you're Gotham's most hopeless psycho, and everything you do is just to satisfy your vanity, your paranoia, your—"

The clown stopped suddenly.

He raised his head and stared intently at the handsome young man who came out of the Arkham Mental Hospital. The face painted into the image of a circus clown showed an unprecedented seriousness.

"Tsk tsk..."

With the clown's smile, the black-haired and blue-eyed youth held the tablet and walked towards the two people in front of the Batmobile under the protection of the prison guards.

The young man's appearance is very outstanding, the rare pure black hair glows with colorful halos under the light, the facial features are marked like computer models, and the well-proportioned and fit body like a classical sculpture makes the white coat look like a top luxury brand. The bright smile hanging from the corners of his deep and narrow eyes——

That charming smile can even make the onlookers forget that this is the most dangerous and perverted Gotham Arkham Asylum in the world.

However, these disguises don't work against the Joker.

The moment he met him, he could smell the same kind of smell from the handsome and radiant young man like the sun god, and he greeted the young man enthusiastically: "Hi... cutie, are you new here?"

The young man turned his head, walked up to Batman beside the clown, and introduced himself: "Hello, I am a psychiatrist who joined the Arkham Mental Hospital yesterday, Matthew Fast Constantine, you can call me Matthew."

"Konstantin..."

Because this surname reminds of Batman, the exorcist detective who can smoke thirty cigarettes a day but won't get lung cancer, he was stunned for a rare moment, and then reacted, shaking hands with the young psychiatrist who called himself Matthew: "I am B... ..."

"Guardians of Gotham, The Dark Knight, Batman."

Matthew looked at Batman with a smile in his eyes.

Batman felt another inexplicable prick in his back.

Recalling John Constantine's "great achievements", Batman immediately completed the handover procedures of the Joker as quickly as possible, drove the Batmobile, and disappeared into the vast night of Gotham City.

Matthew watched him go away, raised his hand to wipe his sleeves, took off a miniature listening device that looked like a white sticker, and said to himself: "B is indeed as cautious and suspicious as the rumors."

Hearing this, the clown, who was about to be escorted by the prison guards and sent to a special room, suddenly turned his head, grinned at Matthew, made a grimace, then withdrew his smile, and sternly threatened, "You can't fall in love with him, he's mine."

"is it?"

Matthew smiled, crushed the miniature listening device left by Batman, and walked into the Arkham Mental Hospital with the tablet.

……

【Master, please allow your loyal and humble servant, Kespler, to remind you that five bugs have been installed on the walls of your office, and behind the modern decorative paintings on the walls is the corpse of a woman who has been dead for more than twenty months ...]

Before entering the office, white mist appeared on the surface of the transparent panel again, condensing into a long sentence, reminding Matthew of the upcoming multi-party surveillance.

Matthew did not respond to the reminder from the transparent panel, pushed open the door, took off his white coat, put the tablet on the desk, and took out the file of the patient "Penguin" who was about to contact.

No one knows that Arkham’s new psychiatrist, who gracefully rests her slender legs on the desk and concentrates on reading the medical files of “Penguin”—

Matthew Fast Constantine's "gaze" is now looking at Batman's secret base - the Batcave through the energy imprint left on Batman's body.

This is one of the many abilities he obtained after he obtained the approval of the transparent panel or Kesipler system.

With this ability, he can easily peek into the secrets of almost everyone and obtain important information that cannot be obtained through normal means, so that he can better and faster complete the task of collecting genesis energy fragments released by the Kesipler system.

As a former human being and a Catholic, Matthew himself has a great interest in collecting fragments of creation energy.

What's more, when the task of collecting creation energy fragments appeared on the "task" interface of the Kesipler system, a lot of important information flooded into his consciousness:

First, although he accidentally entered the body made of John Constantine's demonic blood and the body fragments of several great demons, he was successfully resurrected in hell, but the body made of demonic fragments could only If you stay in hell, you cannot be brought into the present world. If you forcefully enter the present world, your body will be turned into fly ash, and your soul will completely dissipate;

Second, the golden particles condense to form a temporary body that can be used in the present world provided by the Kesipler system. The temporary body is infinitely close to the real human body, has a heartbeat, body temperature, breathing, perspiration, and bleeding, but does not appreciate delicious food The sense of taste, the food eaten is all mechanically converted into energy, and the constituent particles are automatically refreshed every ten earth days, and the shape data must be adjusted in time to ensure that the temporary body shape remains unchanged after the automatic refresh;

Third, every fragment of creation energy obtained can be uploaded to the Kesipler system in exchange for the qualification to integrate part of the demon's limbs into a temporary virtual body and bring it into the present world. After the fusion is successful, the demon's ability to use the right can be obtained;

Fourth, gather all nine creation energy fragments, and the hell body made up of demon fragments will have a certain chance to completely fuse with the temporary body provided by the system, get rid of hell and gain a new life.

……

"So I am the master of the Kesipler system in name, but actually a tool man."

Laughing at himself, Matthew took back the sight of following Batman into the Batcave, put down his legs on the desk, put on a purely decorative white coat, and said to the wooden door that kept knocking, "Come in..."

"Doctor Matthew—"

A middle-aged man in a decent suit but with a strange face without nose and ears pushed the door open and entered with a smile. He introduced himself:

"I'm Warren White, the CEO of White Group. Everyone calls me Jaws. I don't have any special abilities. My only hobby is stock trading. Occasionally, I will go too far and make stockholders lose their fortunes, so I attract a lot of resentment. But please Believe me, compared to most of the lunatics living here, I am definitely a law-abiding model patient..."

Although he spends all his time in the name of investment that even clowns disdain to take away the little savings that the socially disadvantaged have finally saved, "Jaws" Warren White always feels that he is a civilized person, and Aka It is different from the patients who are keen on gunfights, explosions, murders, and dismemberment that can be seen everywhere in the mental hospital.

Relying on his strong financial ability, Warren White, who looks mediocre in appearance, has a very prosperous life in the talented Arkham Mental Hospital, and more than half of the prison guards have received his "subsidy".

even--

The psychiatrist Matthew Fast Constantine had just joined the job, and Warren White received the news and was keenly aware that this young doctor with a handsome face and a sunny smile could develop into a partner.

After some self-introduction, Warren White said straight to the point: "Doctor Matthew, I want to use 5000 million US dollars to buy a certificate of transfer from illness to prison."

As long as he can leave the Arkham Asylum, Warren White has countless ways to reduce his sentence and finally be released on bail, and continue to devour the poor little fish ruthlessly in the financial ocean like a great white shark.

"Two million dollars?"

Matthew looked interested.

"Yes, 5000 million US dollars can be transferred to the third-party bank account I opened for you at any time. I use a secret channel. Even Batman can't find out the source of the money, let alone the withdrawal. The only person you need is you. The only thing you need to do is to issue a medical certificate for me, so that I can leave the Arkham Mental Hospital as soon as possible..."

As expected of a former financial genius and MLM master, even though he lost his nose and ears in Arkham Asylum, Warren White's lobbying appearance is still full of incitement, eloquence, and eloquence.

"Why are you in Arkham Asylum?"

Matthew asked back, and out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at the modern decorative painting on the wall as a cover for hiding the corpse.

Warren White would get it wrong, and said with a smile: "You doubt that I can't pay the 5000 million dollars as agreed? I can transfer 100 million dollars on the spot to buy the decorative painting on your left to express my sincerity."

"Oh?"

"Please believe me, I am a sincere businessman."

Warren White made a full promise, and in front of Matthew, he used the landline in the office to contact his subordinate who was handling business for him outside the Arkham Mental Hospital, and asked the other party to transfer 100 million dollars to Warren within half an hour. Bribe account for leaving Arkham Asylum.

Warren White quickly finished the phone call and looked at Matthew with a flattering face: "Mr. Matthew, you can get it right away—"

"Do you know what's buried in the wall where this picture hangs?"

Matthew raised his head and asked slowly.

"Buried what? A corpse?"

Warren White, who had already been numb to corpses after being trained in the Arkham Mental Hospital, blurted out.

"correct answer."

After speaking, Matthew stretched out his hand and rang the bell to let the guards outside take Warren White away.

Immediately afterwards, he walked to the window sill, opened the window that was rattled by the strong wind, and said to the dark knight who was standing on the big tree facing the window and observing himself: "Mr. Batman, as you can see, I am a A law-abiding psychiatrist."

"I do not believe."

Batman looked at Matthew coldly.

Although the newly recruited psychiatrist looks handsome and sunny, his whole body exudes soft light like the sun god, like a Kryptonian in the metropolis.

"You don't even want to believe what you see with your own eyes? Mr. Batman, as a socially responsible psychiatrist, I must tell you that your paranoia and suspicion have increased."

Because some of the characteristics of Superman were compiled into the shape database of the temporary body, Matthew spoke in a cadence, with a divinity in his elegance.

The more he watched, the more Batman felt that Matthew and Superman had a lot of similarities. After hearing Matthew's words, although his expression did not change, his heart moved slightly: "Why Constantine?"

"Is it important?" Matthew asked.

Batman: "..."

Matthew's words made him feel very strange and bad.

He hated anything magical, especially anything with the name Constantine.

After thinking for a moment, Batman said, "I have bugged your office. Arkham Asylum is the most dangerous place in Gotham City."

He didn't point it out, but the meaning was obvious enough.

"Yes, Arkham Asylum is dangerous..." Matthew said, "There are five bugs in my office alone."

"Five?"

"Your bug, the clown's bug, the penguin's bug, the dean's bug, the sheriff's bug."

"Sheriff's bug? Gordon?"

Matthew nodded.

Batman didn't say a word, and the rock-solid figure disappeared into the night in a blink of an eye.

……

After sending Batman away, standing in front of the office windowsill of the Arkham Asylum, looking at the grotesque Gotham City like a restless monster, Matthew, who had no parents since he was a child and spent his childhood in the orphanage, suddenly felt a surge of emotion. The urge to revisit old places.

The 100 million that Warren White used to "purchase" modern-style decorative paintings has arrived, and he needs to go to the bank to go through the procedures as soon as possible to transfer the money from the special account for bribes to a new account opened in the name of Matthew.

By the way, let's explore the different attitudes of the five eavesdroppers towards this transaction.

Matthew wants to...

……

After dawn, Matthew, who finished his night shift, took the light rail into Gotham City. Looking at the seemingly prosperous city, but actually full of malignant sores, all he had in his heart was a mannequin who had been completely stripped from the city.

Matthew, who is a human being, has died, and standing here is the son of hell made by the first fallen.

He came to Gotham only to find the fragments of creation power hidden in Gotham City, and to transform the demonic body that the First Fallen forcibly stitched together with demonic blood and demonic limbs into his own body.

and so--

【Master, please allow your loyal and humble servant, Kespler, to remind you that the surveillance camera at the intersection ahead has been destroyed, and the guy behind you with the murder weapon hidden in the two pockets is trying to rob you at that intersection. 】

Oh……

Hearing the system reminder, Matthew's expression didn't change at all, and he continued to walk on the street where passers-by gradually became rarer.

【Is the master not going to call the police? 】

The system muttered softly.

Looking for the police?Is it necessary?

Matthew thought casually.

Having lived in Gotham for 20 years, he knows this crime-ridden city better than the system.

Here, no one cares about the life and death of strangers.

In places other than monitoring, robbery has always been aboveboard, and murder is rarely concealed.

[They are ready to do it. 】

The system reminds again.

have a gun?

[Only the knife. 】

understood……

Matthew, who quickly drew up countermeasures, stopped and stood directly under the destroyed camera, holding up his mobile phone, like an ordinary tourist taking a selfie.

Click!

The flash lights up.

Three cold lights reflected on the irises!