American comics: Enlightenment in Arkham, Ascension to Homelander

Near the ruins of the Skyrail, a dozen homeless people were working and cleaning up the ruins while chatting casually.

"Damn it, when everything in Gotham was good, I couldn't even get food.

Now that Gotham has a lot of problems, there are more places to get paid. I can get 80 dollars a day just by throwing some garbage here without doing anything."

"That's right, the Wayne family is too rich, and these rich people are also scared by the ghosts, and now they are starting to spend money."

"The ghosts are awesome, why the hell don't I have that ability? If I had that ability, I could fuck all over Hollywood."

"You're just that capable."

"Haha."

"Wait, who is that guy over there? Are there any people here who dress so well?"

"Ignore him, he looks like a rich man."

"Damn rich man."

While chatting, a few homeless people who were just idling looked at the Mad Hatter.

Noticing the look in the homeless man's eyes, the Mad Hatter smiled, then took out his pocket watch and checked the time.

It was 10:40 in the morning, and it was not time for afternoon tea yet.

Maybe he still had time for a tea party~

Thinking of this, the Mad Hatter put the pocket watch back into his pocket, and then walked leisurely towards the homeless men.

As he approached the homeless men, the Mad Hatter smiled and greeted them, saying.

"Everyone, did you spend your time well today? Did you all have breakfast?

If not, what about lunch? Did you have lunch, or dinner?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the homeless men turned around and looked at him as if he were a fool.

Facing the looks in the homeless men's eyes, the Mad Hatter shook his head rhythmically, and then continued to speak to the homeless men.

"Breakfast, lunch, dinner, dessert, we have too much to eat every day, and eating is the most important thing.

So what are you doing here, why don't you go eat something?

Listen to me, go, go eat, eat everything you need to eat in this life, so that you don't have to worry about hunger anymore.

Go, guys."

After speaking, the Mad Hatter nodded to everyone.

Watching the Mad Hatter nod, the tramp was slightly stunned, and then they put down their tools and left the ruins aimlessly.

Looking at the tramp's back, the Mad Hatter grinned and showed an exaggerated smile.

While laughing, he talked to himself.

"How could someone catch me in my world? This is my world, the world of stories.

Only when new stories happen can this world continue perfectly.

Only I am protecting this world, haha, only me~"

After the voice fell, the Mad Hatter took out his pocket watch and gently kissed the cover of the watch.

Then, he continued to walk towards his destination, or maybe he never had any destination.

But he had just taken two steps away from the ruins when he saw more than a dozen cars passing by him on the street.

These cars made the Mad Hatter frown vigilantly.

It turned out that his vigilance was meaningful. Soon after those cars passed him, two of them stepped on the emergency brake.

Accompanied by the harsh brake sound, several doors of the car were pushed open, and a large group of people came down in a hurry with guns.

One of them held a mobile phone and pointed at the Mad Hatter from a distance and said.

"That's him, the short man with a tall hat!

Jervis Tetch, exactly the same as in the photo!"

As he shouted, more than a dozen big men rushed directly towards the Mad Hatter.

At the same time, more cars stopped and more people walked towards Jervis.

Seeing the huge flow of people in front of him, Jervis raised his hands in surprise.

While raising his hands, he talked to himself.

"See, I knew it wasn't easy. After all, who would like a story without drama?"

After talking to himself, he shouted to the people who were walking towards him from a distance.

"Hey, guys, I don't know who asked you to arrest me, but I believe that a living me must be more useful than a dead me.

I'm alone. You don't think I can do anything, do you? I don't even have a gun. I only have a mouth."

After the voice fell, the Mad Hatter smiled and waited for everyone to come to him, and then tied his hands tightly.

The people were gangsters, not perverts. Since the Mad Hatter did not resist, they did not beat the Mad Hatter, but took the Mad Hatter back to the car.

After being squeezed in the back seat by two strong men, the Mad Hatter silently waited for the convoy to start moving.

Until the buildings outside the window began to retreat, he finally asked the gangsters in his car.

"Hey, guys, I see you are not policemen, why are you interested in me?

Who are you hanging out with, and who is your boss? Tell me about it."

After the words fell, the Mad Hatter waited for an answer with a smile.

The next moment, the driver who was driving said softly,

"We are the Revenant Party, and our boss is the Bat.

Just now, the Bat boss issued a wanted order for you, and we have your photo and information."

"Wow!"

Hearing this, the Mad Hatter couldn't help but frown.

"Why did the Revenant Party want to arrest me? I thought the Revenant and I were both good people with similar interests.

After all, we also like to end their lives full of pain and desires for those people who are living in mourning.

But he let me down, it seems he is not as great as I thought.

Who does he think he is, the emperor who rules Gotham, or a Robin Hood walking in the night.

This is not his city, not before, not now, and never will be in the future! "

Having said this, the Mad Hatter looked at Arkham Hospital in the distance.

After one glance, he spoke.

"Take me to the manor of the dead souls, it will be very interesting there!"

"As commanded."

The driver nodded, then separated from the convoy and rushed towards Downton Abbey.

Seeing their car deviate from the direction, the voice of the leader of the team came over the intercom.

"Hey, Andrew, what the hell are you doing, where are you going, get back here!"

"Woohoo~"

Listening to the curses coming from the intercom, the Mad Hatter extended his right hand to the driver.

"Give me the intercom."

"Okay boss."

The driver obediently handed the intercom into his hand, and the Mad Hatter took it and planned to reply.

But when he moved his arms, he always felt that the movements were a bit unnatural, so he took the intercom and looked at the strong men on his left and right.

After one glance, he said to the fatter man. "Don't you think the back seat is a bit cramped, man? I think you should find a way to make me sit more relaxed."

"Find a way...I will find a way!"

The strong man was stunned for a moment by the Mad Hatter's request, then he opened the door and jumped out of the speeding car.

The next moment, the voice of the team leader appeared on the intercom again.

“Damn it, Da Feisi jumped out of your car, what happened to you!!!

Forget it, let's follow right away, don't let that dwarf named Jervis get away! "

"run?"

Upon hearing this, the Mad Hatter turned on the intercom with a look of disdain on his face and spoke to the channel of the entire convoy.

"This is my world, my friend, why should I run?

As for you, don't you think the sea near Gotham is beautiful?

I haven't seen the sea for a while since I was in Arkham, so you can go take a look for me.

There are a total of seven bridges around Gotham, and every river below them can lead to the sea. Please take a look at the rivers and seas under each bridge for me. "

After saying that, Jervis turned off the intercom, and the motorcade that was moving normally now immediately dispersed and drove towards different routes.

As for Jervis, he sat in the car so naturally and continued to rush towards Downton Abbey.

While the Mad Hatter was approaching the manor, Bruce also continued to knock down dozens of people in Arkham Asylum.

After knocking down the last guy in the room, Bruce took a breath with a headache and said to the headphones on his bat ears.

"Lex, there are thousands of patients in Arkham Asylum, plus the medical staff and family members of the patients who come and go frequently, I'm afraid there are at least 3,000 people under the control of hypnosis.

I hope you can..."

"Can I design and control a piece of music or rhythm that can help them escape from hypnosis? I have already tried it, and I have also made different templates using heavy metal and jazz.

I will send you six audio clips right away. You can try each one on the hypnotized guy to determine which one works best.

Then I will hack into Arkham Asylum's network and control the Asylum's centralized broadcast system to broadcast. "

In the manor, while Lex continued to set up the automatic manufacturing process of steel armor, he used the AI ​​he controlled to cut out a few audio clips and sent them to Bruce.

While Lex was working, not far away, Clark, who had just woken up and still felt a little headache, couldn't help but said to Lex.

"I'm sorry, it's all my fault. If I had gotten up earlier..."

"Oh, how can I blame you? I can't even blame you for the drink last night.

Clark, you are still young, but you have to know that the person who is wrong is always the one who makes the mistake, and now it is only Jervis who is wrong. "

Having said this, Lex opened the city's surveillance system and followed his smart assistant to select a series of surveillance pictures that seemed problematic.

In many scenes, whether it is a person jumping from a building, committing suicide by jumping into a river, or in any situation that seems to be an abnormal death, a car running wildly in the manor area is very conspicuous.

Looking at many pictures, Clark took a painful breath and then asked.

"Are these the places where Jervis might have appeared? I can use my super to listen..."

"Wait!"

Suddenly, Lex interrupted Clark and spoke to him.

"Clark, although I don't have any hobbies or experience as a vigilante, I at least know how to think.

As a master hypnotist, Jervis' voice is undoubtedly hypnotic.

It's nothing for ordinary people to be hypnotized by him, but if you eavesdrop on his conversation and end up being hypnotized by him while hypnotizing other people, you will be in big trouble.

So, for safety reasons, you'd better do the finishing work and go to Arkham Asylum to help that stubborn guy Bruce.

As for Jervis, I judge that he is currently in one of the locations I marked.

Next, I only need to arrange these locations to determine his location. Once his location is determined, Floyd only needs one shot to solve it.

Am I right, Freud? "

"That's right."

Floyd responded in the communication channel, and then looked at the two white-haired men beside him.

After turning off his phone, Floyd turned around and said funny words to Ciri and Geralt.

"Sorry, I originally wanted to take you to the shooting range first, but suddenly I got a new job.

You also heard that there was a hypnotic lunatic who turned an entire hospital of thousands of people into lunatics.

Therefore, I can only take you to the top of the tallest securities exchange building in Gotham for a brief tour first. "

"I can understand."

Listening to Floyd's words, Geralt nodded slightly, and then couldn't help but smile.

While laughing, he continued.

"Your job seems to be similar to mine. They both deal with some troubles, but most of my troubles are monsters, while your troubles are people."

"Hmm, it's true, so I envy you quite a bit, because monsters are much easier to deal with than people."

Floyd responded, then adjusted his firearm slightly.

At the same time, a hurricane blew through Arkham Asylum.

The next moment, Clark, who was wearing a black tights and with the Death Party logo painted on the left side of his chest, came to Bruce.

"What's going on?"

"Something just passed by!"

"A dark shadow passed by!"

"Notify Mr. Wayne...notify Batman to be safe!"

Accompanied by the exclamations of the SWAT officers, Clark, wearing a black hood, smiled bitterly, shrugged, and said to Bruce.

"I'm here to help. Sorry, I got up a little late."

"That's not important, this is not your city, but you can do a lot.

A section of the audio sent by Lex is indeed effective. Although it cannot directly make the hypnotized guy get out of control, it can make them quiet as soon as possible.

I have already informed Lex, but I need you to identify the more dangerous mental patients among them as soon as possible after they calm down.

This is to prevent those mental patients from causing secondary harm to other medical staff after everyone is completely freed from hypnosis. "

"No problem, Bu... Bateman!"

Listening to Bruce's instructions, Clark nodded heavily, and then took action quickly.

Before the hypnotic music could be completely played, Clark had already checked the cases in the lunatic asylum and picked out the mental patients marked as extremely dangerous by the lunatic asylum.

Just as Clark tied the patients to their own beds, a woman in another hospital bed who had not been untied suddenly spoke to Clark and said,

"Hey, are you a normal person? Are you a normal person? You..."

"Wait, you're not being controlled!"

Clark really didn't expect that in this place where everyone was hypnotized, there would be people who could remain normal?

Listening to Clark's surprised voice, the woman who was tied to the restraint bed suddenly showed an excited expression.

“Fake, Fake, Fuck, holy shit, finally a sane person to talk to.

I'm not mentally ill at all. I'm Heino Lawrence, my dad is a congressman, my mom is the Deputy Minister of Defense, and I've played the trumpet for the dead!

In recent days, everyone in this mental hospital in Gotham has gone crazy. They don’t even know me anymore. Can you believe it?

But no matter who harmed them, that guy doesn't dare to harm me, because I am the woman of the dead!

I want to see Tang, I want to see him, I can't live without him!

Let me out, I want to get out of here, damn it! "