The Death Knell

The underground environment is like this, dark, obscure, and the air doesn't seem to flow, and the most difficult thing to tell here is time.

When the surrounding rock walls look like all the same dripping stalactite pillars, and you don’t know how many forks you have gone through along the way, it is difficult for you to tell how far you have flown and how deep you are now.

This is the case with the entire group of the Deathstroke team, but they have a very good attitude. For this reason, Deadpool also sang a very appropriate song of "Finding Someone" to adjust the atmosphere for everyone.

"The End of the World, the Cape of the World~ Looking for a bosom friend~ Little sister sings, Lang plays the piano, Lang, we are one heart~"

Singing like this, he kept winking at his cousin, as if hinting at something. What else could he be hinting at? The original singer of this song is the singer of the old magic city, want to listen to the song? That cost money, and Wade's winking action was not for his cousin to stab him, but for his cousin to add money. However, thanks to his funny expression, he could see the outline through the mask, so even though the ladies except Hermione could not understand Chinese, they were still amused and laughed. Here, the air is full of joy.

And while the death knell and others were looking for someone in the inexplicable cube.

The sour rain fell on the ground again, and the edge of the road had already converged with a stream. Watching the heavy iron gate closed again, the dark knight turned and walked into the darkness. Yep, the traveling game is over, and Batman is once again back in his loyal Gotham.

The clown’s game is still old-fashioned this time, because he is not familiar with the place of life, and people on the 40K earth all want to run into space, and there is hope in their hearts, which leads to the madman’s chaotic theory having no time to cultivate enough followers By.

Although he still blew up a few buildings and killed hundreds of people, he was finally defeated by Batman, just like in the past.

It's just that the clown who lost the game this time didn't laugh like he did in the past, and made an appointment with Batman for the next game, but when the latter sent him to Arkham to lock him up again, the pale man Still not saying a word, just looking at himself with narrow eyes.

It was like saying something, but nothing was said.

So after Batman left the lunatic asylum, he didn't ask the butler to bring the car over immediately, but walked alone on the street under heavy rain, thinking silently.

What does clown mean? What does he want to do? Why doesn't he smile anymore?

Even though he was thinking about these things in his heart, there was no expression on the bat's face. He just shot out the bat's claws, flew up to the large raw material tank of the ACE chemical plant, and squatted there to blow the wind.

The wind was howling, causing the acid rain to almost move across the night sky, wet the bat logo on his chest, and also made him feel somewhat cool.

The lunatic is the most elusive of men, he is an enigma.

At this time, the cold uniform made him suddenly realize that he was back, yes, the self under the uniform came back as Bruce Wayne, not Enzo Batman?

It turned out that the clown won. He deliberately lost the game in the outing, but he won back himself spiritually...

Old-fashioned games, cruel methods, and extreme crazy performances are all for this purpose, awakening Bruce's personality with familiar feelings.

The quiet way home after the game, and the look in the eyes when they parted, should mean "I made you."

"Ah."

After thinking about all this clearly, the short laughter of the bat was blown away by the wind and rain. He stood up and raised his head. As usual, he saw the shadow of the searchlight among the dark clouds. The animal with wings was his symbol. remember.

Shaking his head, he unfolded the cloak behind him and jumped up, heading towards the Gotham Police Station with ease.

The Arkham Asylum is not far from the police station, about eight kilometers. It would take half an hour by car on a good road, but flying and gliding would be much faster.

It's just that the person on the rooftop of the police station today is not Gordon. Although the other person is wearing a windbreaker and the cigarette **** in his mouth is flickering in the dark, he has no beard and does not wear glasses.

"Constantine."

"Fack!"

Startled by the sudden sound coming from behind him, Zha Kang covered his heart with his hands and leaned against the searchlight, but was burned by the still hot lamp in the rain and immediately left, writhing around in the rain like bugs on his body, grinning complained:

"It is said that you like to appear suddenly, but can you not be so sudden next time? I was almost scared to death by you! Scaring people is the worst."

Constantine is not afraid of demons and ghosts, because they can't hurt him at all, but people...

The wet Batman didn't respond, but just stared at the detective calmly. He didn't bother to change, so naturally he didn't need to answer. He just needed to explain why he came here.

Although when the Justice League was established, he made an agreement with everyone that other people could not interfere with Gotham's affairs, which did not include the Dark Justice League. But a guy like Constantine is always willing to sacrifice others to fulfill himself, and his appearance is always accompanied by bad news. Seeing that there was no response, Constantine sighed. He raised his hand and threw the wet cigarette aside, and wiped the rain on his face again:

"Don't look at me like that, Batman, I'm not killing your friends. Quite the contrary, I'm trying to save everyone, believe it or not..."

"Well, I don't believe it."

The Dark Knight is very straightforward, and he also showed the classic bat expression, that is, the two corners of the mouth are downwards in doubt. If Zha Kang wants to convince him, he must present more evidence, otherwise, with this guy's past credit For the record, it's not worth wasting time listening to him at all. Because all the words that come out of that stinky mouth are just lies.

"If you talk like that, we won't be able to chat, Bruce." Constantine choked for a moment and couldn't help but rolled his eyes. Gotham's characteristic acid rain made him feel very uncomfortable: "Well, I don't bother with other things. You, help me look at this piece of paper, what is written on it?"

As he spoke, he handed out his notebook, and carefully covered it with his windbreaker to prevent the pages from getting wet from the rain.

The Dark Knight didn't show any expression, just took a step closer, raised his hand and pressed the portable bat computer on his forearm, and scanned the notepad.

He must first make sure that there is no poison in the book, no magical energy reaction, no nuclear radiation on UU Reading www.uukanshu.com, and no body secretions from Constantine before he can take over.

Having been in contact with scum a lot, Batman has his own unique procedures, which is not timid, but necessary caution.

The little book was safe, without those miscellaneous traps, so he reached out and took it, reading the contents of the book with one eye, and staring at Constantine with the other, lest he take the opportunity to cast a spell.

"Come on, Bruce, we are friends too, there is no need to be so wary of me." Constantine reached out to help him turn to the corresponding page, which is the page where Lucifer wrote: "Look, what is written here ?”

"Your friends are almost killed by you." Batman said that he has no interest in being a scumbag friend, and just focused on the notepad in his hand.

Touching the material of the paper, he judged that it was produced in Constershire, England, and the cover was made of Indian cowhide, which was very delicate to the touch, something only pampered cows could have.

This book has been used for about a third, and the things recorded in the front are either incomprehensible magic symbols, or the phone number of ***, and many pages are stained with wine stains and oily finger prints, and fingerprints are also right. Yes, it can be seen that Constantine always carries this book with him as one of the necessary props for detectives.

This is not a prop he found on the spur of the moment. Each page of the record is written at a different time. It can be seen from the degree of ink fading. When he checked the diary, Constantine's breathing rate increased by one per minute. You could tell he was a little nervous.

Is it the content in the notepad that makes him have emotional changes? Then it's really interesting.

The Dark Knight immediately figured out the ins and outs of the matter, and only then did he look at the traces written on the last page of the book.