American Comics: The Force Awakens

"Mr. Dent, we have arrived at your home now. It seems that someone blew up your car. The situation at the scene is not optimistic." The police's voice came from the phone, and there seemed to be screams and the crackle of burning objects in the background. Voice.

"Shit, I don't care about cars or other damn things. Where is Greda? Have you found my wife?" Harvey cursed angrily.

"No, sir, we have not found any trace of her yet. Maybe she has already..."

"Fk!" Harvey didn't finish listening and dropped the phone on the ground. For a very clear reason, he was very angry.

The Joker does appear to have kidnapped Greda.

Harvey put his hands into his pockets impatiently and looked up.In front of you is an amusement park that combines weirdness and perversion.

Weird lights, dilapidated facilities, employees walking slowly like zombies with strange smiles on their faces, turning a blind eye to them - is that a rotting corpse on that animal rocking chair, seriously?

A classic clown paradise.

The clown thoughtfully attached two free tickets with addresses to the back of the mobile phone he threw to them - two letters with "free" written crookedly on them, and a small piece of paper with the clown's own smiling face.This turned out to be an abandoned amusement park on the outskirts of the city, and apparently the Joker made some modifications to suit his personal taste after acquiring it.

With the powerful navigation function of the Batmobile, Batman and Harvey quickly arrived at the scene.

The police cannot come in advance - the Joker has assured them many times that this will cause a lot of casualties, and he has indeed fulfilled his promise - so this will still be a game between the Bat and the Joker, just like they did in the past as often done.

Maybe there is one more warrior today.

"I don't think it was a good decision for you to follow," Batman whispered. "This can be dangerous."

"Really? I thought you'd be wiser," Harvey replied. "It would make you look stupid to say something like that now."

He took a gold coin from his pocket.

"Normally, I would use this coin to convince people, but here, I don't think you need to do this trick."

A gold coin with the same image of "Lady Gotham" engraved on both sides, which is Gotham's version of the Statue of Liberty.Tossing a coin may seem like a fair decision, but only if it has two different sides.

"let's go."

Harvey reached out and pushed open the rotten door of the building in front of him, and the door shaft creaked.It's not dark inside, but there are some scattered green lights.

Entering the door was a narrow corridor with nothing in it except some weird graffiti. At the end of the corridor was a closed iron door - a screen next to the door lit up.

"Ah, Batman, and Mr. Dent, welcome, welcome." He laughed and spoke. "Nice to see you two."

In dim lighting, the red, green, and white color scheme looks high-contrast.

"Joker, we are here. Let the hostages go." Dent said something nonsense that he had to say. No kidnapper would put down his butcher knife after hearing this, but all police officers would say this as if it was useful. .

"Ah ah ah, don't worry." The clown smiled and shook his finger. "You are here. This makes Uncle Clown very happy, but I still have a little doubt."

"How can I confirm that you are the same person? What if I prepared a lot of interesting programs but didn't show them to the most important guests? Wouldn't it be a big loss?"

He snapped his fingers, and the screen was divided into left and right sides. The left side still showed the clown's pale smiling face, while the right side showed an unknown person. He was tied up with a rope, with a look of horror on his face. Wearing something similar to a ventilator on his face, he kept struggling.

"So unfortunately, we have to do a test first. I heard that both Batman and the prosecutor are good guys, so I guess you won't let any bad guy go." He deliberately looked scared. look like.

"The person on the screen is a bad guy in the standard sense." He introduced, "A gangster. When he was caught by my people, he was planting a bomb under Mr. Dent's car - how terrifying. Evil deed!”

"And I believe you heroes won't sit back and ignore this." He began to wink. "Now, you have such a good opportunity. There is a button at the bottom of the screen - press it, and the door in front of you will open. Open up – that means you’re the real deal and qualified to move on.”

Dent looked down and found a huge red button in front of him, with "DEATH" slanted on it spray-painted with green paint.

"Of course, Qiang Qiang! The opening device of this door is the same as the laughing gas switch connected to his face, so he will be poisoned to death, or may he not die accidentally? I don't know very well." He continued, "But what does that matter? He is just a bad guy. According to the laws of other places, he will be put in a gas chamber."

"Be careful, if the first part of the program drags on for too long, the audience will be impatient - modern people are so impatient." He shook his head, "So I have to add a countdown to your decision time. "

He took out a small alarm clock from his pocket and started to turn the clockwork behind it.

"One minute! If you open the door, everyone will be happy and we can continue the wonderful show."

"And if it exceeds this time - then I may have to end this boring process manually." He waved the remote control on his hand.

"Tick tock, tick tock, time is running out. Now, make your wise and quick decision." He slapped the switch of the alarm clock.

Silence, but because time is limited, the silence is very short.

"We shouldn't be able to do this, right?" Dent asked, clutching the gold coin in his pocket, his hands shaking slightly.

"No, we can't." Batman has been motionless since just now, his figure hidden under the thick cloak as usual.

"Fine, fine, but we have to do something, don't we?" Harvey took his hands out of his pockets.

"Yes, that's right." It was still a short answer, which made him irritated.

"Listen, if you have any other good ideas, you'd better come up with them quickly, because time-"

On the other hand, the clown seemed to see something interesting and he started laughing.

"Oh, by the way, haven't you made a decision yet? I thought it would be a very simple choice." He seemed to have just returned his attention here.

The countdown quickly dropped to single digits.

"What the hell -" Harvey muttered, subconsciously reaching out his hand.

The door opened.