What bad intentions could Batman have?.

I am Chen Tao, and I am also Batman.

I recently discovered that there seems to be more than one clown in the universe I travel through.

I quickly guessed what the plot was.

"Three Clowns"

I thought that Three Clowns, a relatively unpopular and unfinished publication, would not be reflected in the reality I lived in.

But I thought wrong.

Gan.

Take a look at this file I found on the Batcomputer.

Over the years the clowns have been kidnapping people around the city in an attempt to create a better clown, and they've gotten a lot of people to accept the compound.

Doctors, criminals, people born differently, each is a better candidate for the Joker. Of course, except for the three strongest ones, most of the clowns are defective, such as these:

Clown number 28. Code name surgeon.

Clown number 6. Code name cult leader.

Clown No. 8, codenamed Dentist.

Oh, now I have to add two more.

Clown No. 31, codenamed Star Chaser.

I tricked him into coming to Wayne Tower, and then I threw him into the Lucius Crusher and crushed him to pieces.

And then there is this one, Joker No. 32. I hadn’t thought of his code name before, but now I have it.

Clown No. 32, codename: Death Seeker.

He is a guy who wants to die. He regards death at the hands of Batman as the beginning of Batman's fall, and he crazily wants to start this "beginning" by himself.

But none of them are the main guys, they are all pawns. Having read the comics, I know exactly who is the most dangerous character.

Clown No. 1: Criminal.

Clown No. 2: The Laughter.

Clown No. 3: Harlequin.

they.

And when I was guarding against Bain, I should also guard against them.

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Sunny morning.

In Gotham City, a neighborhood with the best security, a city with simple folk customs, Xiaoke drove a big purple truck, humming a leisurely tune, and stopped in front of a cozy little house.

He got out of the car and opened the door.

"Hey honey, I'm back!"

He hung his hat on the hanger by the door and held his cane in the palm of his hand, the sharp tip glowing coldly.

"Oh, hello, honey."

The hostess of the house showed a forced smile: "I didn't expect you to come back so early, but dinner is already ready."

"It smells so good."

Laughter said.

He walked around the table twice and quietly looked at the three octopus rice dishes on the table.

The atmosphere seemed a bit dull for no reason.

"I'm so glad you're satisfied—"

But before the woman could finish her words, she was interrupted by the clown: "Where is my son?"

The woman trembled.

"Oh, of course, I'll call him right away."

She turned out of the living room as if escaping and walked to the stairs to the second floor, where the family's son was huddled on top.

"Baby? Your dad is back."

"I don't want to go down." The boy twitched in fear.

"Oh, I'm sorry, honey, you know if your dad comes home and we don't want to have dinner with him, he's going to kill him - it's going to be so sad."

Tears flowed from the corners of the son's eyes.

"Why can't we just walk away?"

"Look, I-I know it makes you angry that he doesn't come home all the time, but he loves us deeply, so please come down to dinner and treat it like it's just for me."

The woman's calves were shaking.

"I couldn't keep him under the stairs much longer."

"Dear son, the food is getting cold!" Xiaoke's voice sounded.

The son walked down.

They returned to the living room together: "There you are, kid! I have so many wonderful stories to tell you both. You won't believe what I've been through this week!"

He said enthusiastically: "Son...why do you have to look so sad?"

The woman hurriedly explained next to him: "He doesn't like eating octopus, that's all. He has always been very good, dear... dear."

"Are you very good? That's great, son, listen up, we have to relax our brows."

The clown said, "How do you tell the difference between octopus triplets that look alike?"

"The answer is to rely on touch, hahahahaha, you understand, right? Hahaha!"

The clown scooped up a spoonful of rice and stuffed it into his mouth——

"What are you doing?"

The laugher's movements stopped abruptly.

The criminal's voice brought him back to reality. Xiao Ke saw a dummy and a small pink teddy bear sitting on his left and right sides respectively.

No wife, no children, everything is just a dream.

"I'm having dinner," he said grimly.

"Who are you eating with?" the criminal asked with his hands behind his back:

"Myself." The laugher replied: "Ha."

"Who else but myself?"

The criminal walked around the table and put his hands on the dummy's shoulders.

"Don't touch her," Xiaoke said to the criminal.

"..."

"There is no such thing as her," said the criminal.

"No one but Batman."

He kicked the dummy to the ground: "One of them might have died, but you took two more in one breath."

He said: "One was sent to participate in the bad deal between Bane and Batman, and the other was sent to the Batcave to confirm whether the previous Joker was killed by Batman himself?"

"A genius idea."

The clown, codenamed criminal, said: "You overpowered the strongest ones except the three of us. This is a waste."

"You have only been dominant for such a short period of time, and you have already used up one of them. If the remaining two you sent out are all dead, we will have no one to use."

With a creak, the door was pushed open.

The Harlequin came in.

"You~? The meeting has already started? I hope I'm not late."

He walked up to the clown codenamed criminal with a smile. Compared with the joker and the criminal, he looked more humorous and more vicious.

"If everyone dies, then is it my turn to go out and play?"

"Not necessarily, you lunatic." The Laughter replied: "Batman won't guess our purpose."

"I don't believe Batman actually killed one of us," he said.

He repeated:

"I won't believe it unless I have proof."

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"Oh, poor little Eddie, when all the Arkham Asylum players are going to the party together, why are you the only one left here alone?"

The Joker walked to the door of the Riddler's cell.

"Is it because Batman doesn't want to play with you?"

The Riddler deadpanned.

The clown continued:

"Oh, Eddie, Eddie, our little Eddie, you're always ten steps ahead of everyone else, why don't you come out of that little room? There's so much to do, so much to say, we can't see each other for a long time Let’s join forces to play with Batman~”

"You can find the keycard in the leftmost drawer of the Batcomputer."

The Riddler told him.

"Come on." The clown said, "What's so fun? Let's play something high-end."

"How long have you been locked up here! For God's sake, you're the Riddler, don't pretend you didn't figure your way out the first night you got here."

"I know you are much more powerful!"

Thank you very much for the starting point coins, woo woo woo.